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TELEKINESIS (Clean Version)

Travis Scott, SZA, Future

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Used to wanna fuck an R&B bi***, then that sh** happened (yeah, yeah)
Used to wanna be rich, then it finally happened
Thought it′d make me happy (thought it’d make me happy)

I could′ve took the pain and I could’ve went out sad
Streets stepped in and raised me, but I ain’t have my daddy
Ni**** tryna clone me, run off with my swag
For sellin′ coco, got Chanel on my jacket (jacket)

Shawty give me mop with the less, it don′t last (last)
Takin’ more drugs all alone in a mansion
Walkin′ around tweakin’ with the yop in my hands
Just another broke ho just preachin′ for these bands (just another ho)
And I know I’m due for a billion-dollar advance (uh-huh)

I can see the future, I can see the future (I can see the future)
I can see the future, it′s lookin’ like we level through the sky
I can’t wait to live in glory in eternal lastin′ life (livin′ in glory)
Won’t you take the wheel, and I recline and I sit still

Might as well turn up now, he gon′ pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? (like the way it sound)
You know the future of the bounce, ayy

I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud
Do you like the way it sounds? Ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud (so loud)

I can see the future
Ridin’ with the storm and some troopers
Ridin’ through this sh**, this sh** is stupid
Sky walkin’ ′round like I’m Luke-uh
Duckin’ all these convos like I′m Bruce-uh, super
Mobbin′ with my angels dodgin’ Lucifer (mob)
Seein′ every angle, I can see through ya, yeah (yeah)

I can see the future, it’s lookin′ like we level through the sky (see ya)
I can’t wait to live in glory in eternal lastin’ life (livin’ in glory)
Won’t you take the wheel and (see ya), I recline and I sit still

Might as well turn up now, he gon′ pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds?
You know the future of the bounce

Count so much money ′til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp (Yeah)
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bi*** with my h**, ain’t got no chill (no)

You either gettin′ to money or you’re gossipin′ (yeah)
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
Places I thought I’d never go I found models in
I hear the demons clear when they callin′ (yeah)

Flyest on the Earth, so I had to name myself a planet (Pluto)
Automatic dead when you goin’ against my family
Few breakups went public, I just bought another baddie (bought another baddie)
Bi*** knew I was toxic, when she met me, I was a savage (met me, I was a savage)

High in the hills tryna avoid any madness (yeah)
Private on the Lear, this just like we imagined
Only sellin’ for this Hi-Tech ′cause I ain′t got the actavis (yeah)
I’m tryna be modest (yeah), it sound like I′m braggin’ (braggin′)

Cartier my frames (frames), all because my fame (fame)
Bi*** said she ashamed to love me in public
Rather go private (seen enough)

Count so much money ’til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bi*** with my h**, ain′t got no chill
You either gettin’ to money or you’re gossipin′
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery

I can see the future, it′s lookin’ like we level through the sky
I can′t wait to live in glory in eternal lastin’ life
Won′t you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still

Might as well turn up now, He gon’ pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds

I can′t get enough, told you I just want it all
I can’t get enough, you ain’t been doin’ enough
So cold, so cold, it′s so cold, so cold, so cold

You could see the future, there’s a sparkle in your eye
Why you all up on my thigh? Can’t let you
Ni**** plottin’ my demise, I got murder on my mind
I got money on the line, I can′t lose if I tried

Let no bi*** break my stride
Chosen, I’m gon′ bet on me
Chosen, all my sh** antique
Ho** and I can’t fit no heat
Diamonds dancing on me

You’re startin’ fresh, man, you fell out of pocket
You fu**** that girl that you met at the party
I got some new ni**** down in the lobby
How can I sleep when you′re out catchin’ bodies
I still wanna be with you, trust me, I know that′s insane

I’d rather fu** on you than fu** on lames
I did some sh** in Berlin, my moldae
We both ain′t sh** and it’s workin′ for me
Workin’ for me, yeah
I can see the future, I can see the future